Standing next to Tiramisu's corpse, Airo crouched down and looked at him.

Indeed, there was a smile on his lips and his eyes closed, as if all the needs of life had been met.

"Alas......"

Ero sighed helplessly, called Brad and Cream, who had recovered, and together they carried the young man's body aside, looking at the completely melted ice wall, staring at the golden light emanating from inside.

"Guys, are you okay?"

Arrow asked.

The five members behind him, Brad, Parfay, Cream, Margaux, and Coco, have all undergone some treatment and repair, and they are in good condition. The only problems are the Crisp Tower, who is still immersed in grief and self-blame, and the Cheese who is clutching his chest in pain because he has been hit head-on by the Light Force.

They waited a little longer, but the two still didn't reply. In desperation, Airo could only let the two members wait here for a while, while he walked towards the golden cave with the rest of the guild members.

The tunnel wasn't very long, and it took less than fifty meters to reach the end.

Arrow looked up, and was greeted by a gate that looked like it was made entirely of gold.

At this moment, the door is hidden. After adjusting his mental preparation slightly, Arrow slowly pushed open the door......

The moment I opened the door, the original gold completely disappeared at this moment!

Behind this door is a large square that is about twice as large as the small square outside! The space has traces of artificiality, and the walls seem to have been specially repaired, making it look very smooth.

The ceiling and surrounding walls are covered with all kinds of glowing moss, and even on the floor are all kinds of colorful lights. As soon as Arrow stepped on it, the color of the soles of his feet would even change in a variety of ways.

But compared to the strange shape of this room, what really caught the attention of Arrow and the others was undoubtedly the person in the middle of the square.

Mas Capone.

At this moment, he was standing there with his hands open, and the necromantic box in front of him was now open, and there was also a trace of light emitting from it, obviously in motion.

"Mas Capone!"

Arrow shouted out -

"You promised it for just an hour, right?! But when did you come in here? When did you start running this booster?! It's been well over an hour now! ”

Hearing Arrow's screams, Mars Capone over there seemed to finally realize that someone was coming in behind him.

He slowly turned his head, his gaze scanning over the faces of Arrow and the others. After just a few seconds, the man's eyes showed a slight anxious color, as if he was looking for something. But after a few more seconds, the anxiety in his eyes seemed to turn to despair, as if he realized something.

"Original...... That's what I felt at that moment...... Originally...... Tiramisu ...... You kid...... You kid ......" tears rolled down Capone's eyes inadvertently.

His open hands were now slowly lowered, and a sense of decadence appeared throughout his body.

But after a moment, this person raised his head again, and his eyes flashed with undisguised hostility and the strongest hatred in his eyes as he looked at Arrow and the others!

The magic swordsman raised his hand, and the long sword that had been placed next to it flew up as if it felt a summoning and was grabbed by him!

But just when Arrow and the others realized that the state was not right, everyone fell into a state of alert again, and even prepared to escape anytime and anywhere......

The hand holding the sword began to tremble slightly.

The middle-aged demon swordsman had tears in his eyes, and although he still had an endless hatred when he looked at Arrow and the others, on the other hand, he had a strong sense of forbearance.

Hand...... Still shaking.

Trembling with anger, trembling with hatred.

The tears rolling down his cheeks fell to the ground, and this uncle, who had spent most of his time just smiling gently, now revealed the purest and most complex emotions.

Long...... Long......

I don't know how long it was, but the hand holding the sword was lowered again.

There was a helpless and desolate smile on this sad face.

Let go of your hand, and the sword falls to the ground.

The Demon Swordsman raised his head, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, smiled bitterly, and said, "This ...... Maybe that's your answer...... Is that right? Child...... Although you don't usually like to talk much...... But as your Master...... I didn't understand you until now...... I'm a fool...... I don't deserve to be your master...... I really don't deserve ...... Not worthy of it......"

The sad mood made the middle-aged demon swordsman's body tremble slightly. After a while, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, put on a gentle smile and looked at Arrow and the others again, and said with a smile: "I understand...... Now I have enough vitality. Well, I'm going to turn off the Necromantic Crate in a moment, so...... Can I ask you to get out of here first? Let me stay here for a while...... Count me in...... Please......"

For Arrow, he didn't know exactly what was going on, but there was at least one thing he understood.

That is, the demon swordsman in front of him no longer seems to be hostile to himself and others? Or rather...... Although hostile, he understood and restrained the madness in his heart very well?

So...... Leave now?

No, of course not.

This necromantic box is still open, how can you say that enough is enough? What if you close it now and turn it on again when you're gone? Although you don't seem to be hostile now, maybe because of your magic, you may now have some kind of weakness, so you want to use words to coax the mermaid song away first?

As a young but experienced old liar, Arrow certainly couldn't have left with Capone's words. On the contrary, his eyes rolled slightly, and instead he stepped forward and tried to say in a tone that did not irritate the middle-aged handsome uncle: "For Mr. Tiramisu's matter...... I'm sorry. I really don't want to be like that...... He was too quick to choose to cut himself...... I thought about saving him, but I didn't have time to ......."

Capone sighed slightly. He lowered his head and glanced at the Necromantic Box in front of him, and the smile on his face became even more desolate: "No, it's not your fault. If you really want to blame...... I can only blame me for being too incompetent. I thought of many ways to save him...... But at this last moment, I found that there was still no way to save him...... And he ...... And my apprentice ...... All he thinks about is me, the useless master...... Alas......"

Such words made Arrow suddenly have a feeling that something was wrong!

What does that mean? What does it mean that there is no way to save tiramisu? Capone's tone was definitely not to say that he didn't play in the battle just now, but to something more profound!

Do you say......???!!!

"Tiramisu...... The kid ...... He's the one who really only has half a year to live......"

Just as Arrow was thinking carefully, a voice suddenly came from behind him.

Everyone else in Merfolk Song, including Arrow, turned their heads and froze.

Because it is none other than the Sutta who is speaking now.

The paladin, carrying a cheese and a tower shield, appeared behind the crowd. And the sadness on her face obviously hasn't disappeared yet, but such a sentence is precisely the problem that surrounds Arrow's mind is finally solved!

Capone still had that gentle smile on his lips. He nodded slightly, looked at the crisp tower with a little appreciation, and said slowly, "Did he tell you?" ”

Sutta shook her head slightly. She put the cheese down and responded, "He didn't say, but I can guess." The last time I trained with Tiramisu, although he was strong in explosive fights, he quickly ran out of energy if he fought for a long time. I don't know how much physical strength a magic swordsman should have, but even if it's an ordinary boy, his physical strength is a little poor. I asked him in the middle of the battle, and although he didn't say it, it was a tacit acquiescence. ”

After thinking for a moment, Arrow said, "I see...... So, your so-called life-sucking necromantic box, isn't the life it sucking for you at all, but for tiramisu? ”

Capone exhaled slightly, his eyes looking a little hollow. At that moment, he crouched down and slowly closed the necromantic box, which was considered to be the end of this act that seemed to have no meaning anymore-

"Half of it is for the Lord. The other half was transferred to the child by the 'owner'. He still has an endless good life ahead of him, and he's still young...... It's really young, only sixteen years old...... He was only six years old when I pulled him out of the mass grave...... A blink of mind...... Ten years have passed...... Alas......"

Seeing Capone close the Necromantic Box, Airo felt much more relaxed for a while. He also breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward, and said with a little sadness: "Really...... I'm sorry, Mr. Capone. We really don't know...... If you were willing to talk to us, we wouldn't do anything like that...... Mr. Tiramisu ...... But I really couldn't understand why he had to kill himself...... I really...... I don't understand ......"